Apparently in Gibraltar, Levanter is the thick, thick fog that holds the heat in on the rock.
Also, a “rock runner” is what Gibraltarians call the vehicle the drive around on the rock, knowing it will get beat up.
I have made my way to visit the Swendsens in Sandefjord, Norway. I am always tired from flying, and I am beginning to think it is from the stress of going thru an airport and dealing with the people in it. So I will try and just unload all the thoughts, sites and conversations I have been having and wish to share.
- There was a huge whaling scene in olden Sandefjord
- I went thru the oldest city in Norway on the train today, Treinanfjord?
- How much I miss going for walks and talks with girl friends
- How amazing using nearly all candle light in the evening/ night can be
- Baking delicious, hearty bread— light lunch spread with pate, cheese, meats, butter, jam, tomato mackerel, caviar paste mayonnaise
- If you buy a public transport ticket in Oslo, it is good for all forms: boats, buses, trains
- Mushroom hunting and making mushroom pies (tarts)
As I found myself refusing to part with these two hefty guides, I relievingly found them sourced online. Most of the content seems to be linked and searchable. Although I am a tactile person, I have been aggressively shaving weight from my bag and these two have been teetering on the edge. I made several attempts to just look and find what information I may find useful, but that was absolutely impossible since so many things, places, contacts, opportunities were dazzling before my eyes with every turn of the page. I hope I am not making a mistake by leaving these books behind, in a landlocked area of the UK. Perhaps they may be found and inspiring to a seeking heart.
Listening to an incredibly well read, eloquent and educated Mancurian speaking to an intelligent and well spoken Indian man originally from Uganda speak about history and existentialism.